Story of Kt
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An Offering of Obedience
Mistress placed a large bowl on the floor before me. “Fill it,” she said. But not with my hands. I had to kneel over it, my head lowered, and let my saliva drip from my lips until the bowl was half-full.
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Mistress placed a large bowl on the floor before me. “Fill it,” she said. But not with my hands. I had to kneel over it, my head lowered, and let my saliva drip from my lips until the bowl was half-full.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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February 14, 2026 at 12:59 PM
An Offering of Obedience
Mistress placed a large bowl on the floor before me. “Fill it,” she said. But not with my hands. I had to kneel over it, my head lowered, and let my saliva drip from my lips until the bowl was half-full.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress placed a large bowl on the floor before me. “Fill it,” she said. But not with my hands. I had to kneel over it, my head lowered, and let my saliva drip from my lips until the bowl was half-full.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Ceremony of Metal
The process was a sacred ceremony. Mistress cleansed the area with ritualistic care. My sister-slave presented the jewelry on a velvet pillow. The clamp was a promise of pain to come.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The process was a sacred ceremony. Mistress cleansed the area with ritualistic care. My sister-slave presented the jewelry on a velvet pillow. The clamp was a promise of pain to come.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
February 12, 2026 at 4:25 PM
The Ceremony of Metal
The process was a sacred ceremony. Mistress cleansed the area with ritualistic care. My sister-slave presented the jewelry on a velvet pillow. The clamp was a promise of pain to come.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The process was a sacred ceremony. Mistress cleansed the area with ritualistic care. My sister-slave presented the jewelry on a velvet pillow. The clamp was a promise of pain to come.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Silent Endurance
The only sound is my sister-slave's ragged breathing. Mistress has her holding a stressful pose, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The only sound is my sister-slave's ragged breathing. Mistress has her holding a stressful pose, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
February 10, 2026 at 7:59 PM
Silent Endurance
The only sound is my sister-slave's ragged breathing. Mistress has her holding a stressful pose, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The only sound is my sister-slave's ragged breathing. Mistress has her holding a stressful pose, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Bond of Shared Suffering
Kneeling back-to-back with my sister-slave, our bare shoulders touching, I feel her tremble as Mistress outlines our failings. The paddle lands on my ass first, a thunderclap of pain that steals my breath.
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Kneeling back-to-back with my sister-slave, our bare shoulders touching, I feel her tremble as Mistress outlines our failings. The paddle lands on my ass first, a thunderclap of pain that steals my breath.
1/3
February 7, 2026 at 6:26 PM
The Bond of Shared Suffering
Kneeling back-to-back with my sister-slave, our bare shoulders touching, I feel her tremble as Mistress outlines our failings. The paddle lands on my ass first, a thunderclap of pain that steals my breath.
1/3
Kneeling back-to-back with my sister-slave, our bare shoulders touching, I feel her tremble as Mistress outlines our failings. The paddle lands on my ass first, a thunderclap of pain that steals my breath.
1/3
Her Pleasure is My Pain
Mistress made me kneel and watch as She forced a vibrator against my sister-slave’s clit. "She wanted to come on a stranger's cock," Mistress sneered. "Let's see how she comes for me."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #EroticStory
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Mistress made me kneel and watch as She forced a vibrator against my sister-slave’s clit. "She wanted to come on a stranger's cock," Mistress sneered. "Let's see how she comes for me."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #EroticStory
1/3
February 5, 2026 at 12:25 PM
Her Pleasure is My Pain
Mistress made me kneel and watch as She forced a vibrator against my sister-slave’s clit. "She wanted to come on a stranger's cock," Mistress sneered. "Let's see how she comes for me."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #EroticStory
1/3
Mistress made me kneel and watch as She forced a vibrator against my sister-slave’s clit. "She wanted to come on a stranger's cock," Mistress sneered. "Let's see how she comes for me."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #EroticStory
1/3
Leash Lullaby
Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters my sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leashes jangling like bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #StrapOn
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Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters my sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leashes jangling like bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #StrapOn
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February 3, 2026 at 2:42 PM
Leash Lullaby
Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters my sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leashes jangling like bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #StrapOn
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Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters my sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leashes jangling like bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #StrapOn
1/2
Leash Lullaby
Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leash jangling like sleigh bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leash jangling like sleigh bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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January 12, 2026 at 7:15 PM
Leash Lullaby
Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leash jangling like sleigh bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Double leash clipped to twin collars, Mistress tugs us onto the couch. “Backs arched, cunts presented.” She enters sister-slave first, slow lullaby strokes; my turn brings harder tempo, leash jangling like sleigh bells.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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A Duet of Discipline
They used us in tandem. Mistress ordered my sister-slave to hold me down while Mistress Elara worked on me with a flogger.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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They used us in tandem. Mistress ordered my sister-slave to hold me down while Mistress Elara worked on me with a flogger.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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January 11, 2026 at 5:21 PM
A Duet of Discipline
They used us in tandem. Mistress ordered my sister-slave to hold me down while Mistress Elara worked on me with a flogger.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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They used us in tandem. Mistress ordered my sister-slave to hold me down while Mistress Elara worked on me with a flogger.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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A Frozen Baptism
Mistress had me kneel in the empty tub. She turned the shower on full blast, the water a shocking, icy deluge. “You will not move until I say you can,” she commanded, leaving me there. Minutes felt like hours.
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Mistress had me kneel in the empty tub. She turned the shower on full blast, the water a shocking, icy deluge. “You will not move until I say you can,” she commanded, leaving me there. Minutes felt like hours.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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January 4, 2026 at 12:39 PM
A Frozen Baptism
Mistress had me kneel in the empty tub. She turned the shower on full blast, the water a shocking, icy deluge. “You will not move until I say you can,” she commanded, leaving me there. Minutes felt like hours.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress had me kneel in the empty tub. She turned the shower on full blast, the water a shocking, icy deluge. “You will not move until I say you can,” she commanded, leaving me there. Minutes felt like hours.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Sister's Witness
My sister-slave's job was to watch, to learn. She held my gaze as Mistress positioned the needle. "See how she accepts my mark," Mistress commanded. My chest was a canvas, and the piercing was her art.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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My sister-slave's job was to watch, to learn. She held my gaze as Mistress positioned the needle. "See how she accepts my mark," Mistress commanded. My chest was a canvas, and the piercing was her art.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
January 2, 2026 at 12:10 PM
The Sister's Witness
My sister-slave's job was to watch, to learn. She held my gaze as Mistress positioned the needle. "See how she accepts my mark," Mistress commanded. My chest was a canvas, and the piercing was her art.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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My sister-slave's job was to watch, to learn. She held my gaze as Mistress positioned the needle. "See how she accepts my mark," Mistress commanded. My chest was a canvas, and the piercing was her art.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Collar's Weight
Mistress fastens the heavy leather collar around my sister-slave's neck, then attaches a leash. "This is the weight of service," she says, pulling her to her knees.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Mistress fastens the heavy leather collar around my sister-slave's neck, then attaches a leash. "This is the weight of service," she says, pulling her to her knees.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 31, 2025 at 12:25 PM
The Collar's Weight
Mistress fastens the heavy leather collar around my sister-slave's neck, then attaches a leash. "This is the weight of service," she says, pulling her to her knees.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress fastens the heavy leather collar around my sister-slave's neck, then attaches a leash. "This is the weight of service," she says, pulling her to her knees.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Measure of Pain
Mistress makes me count each cane stroke aloud. "Six." I gasp, my ass burning. "Good girl." she praises, and the words soothe the fire.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Mistress makes me count each cane stroke aloud. "Six." I gasp, my ass burning. "Good girl." she praises, and the words soothe the fire.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
December 29, 2025 at 8:03 AM
The Measure of Pain
Mistress makes me count each cane stroke aloud. "Six." I gasp, my ass burning. "Good girl." she praises, and the words soothe the fire.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress makes me count each cane stroke aloud. "Six." I gasp, my ass burning. "Good girl." she praises, and the words soothe the fire.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress locked the thick leather collar around my neck, its weight a familiar comfort and a current threat. My sister-slave was already bound to the St. Andrew’s cross, sobbing softly.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 27, 2025 at 10:37 AM
Mistress locked the thick leather collar around my neck, its weight a familiar comfort and a current threat. My sister-slave was already bound to the St. Andrew’s cross, sobbing softly.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Sunrise Saddle
Dawn paints the loft gold as Mistress cinches her harness. “First light, first fuck.” She lays back like a queen; sister-slave straddles reverse, showing me her stretched rim. “Guide it,” Mistress orders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Dawn paints the loft gold as Mistress cinches her harness. “First light, first fuck.” She lays back like a queen; sister-slave straddles reverse, showing me her stretched rim. “Guide it,” Mistress orders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 25, 2025 at 10:37 AM
Sunrise Saddle
Dawn paints the loft gold as Mistress cinches her harness. “First light, first fuck.” She lays back like a queen; sister-slave straddles reverse, showing me her stretched rim. “Guide it,” Mistress orders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Dawn paints the loft gold as Mistress cinches her harness. “First light, first fuck.” She lays back like a queen; sister-slave straddles reverse, showing me her stretched rim. “Guide it,” Mistress orders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The Rhythm of the Strap
Mistress Elara chose a heavy leather strap from the collection on the table. “You first,” she said, pointing to me. “Assume the position.” I bent over the ottoman, presenting my already-tender flesh.
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Mistress Elara chose a heavy leather strap from the collection on the table. “You first,” she said, pointing to me. “Assume the position.” I bent over the ottoman, presenting my already-tender flesh.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
1/3
December 21, 2025 at 5:10 PM
The Rhythm of the Strap
Mistress Elara chose a heavy leather strap from the collection on the table. “You first,” she said, pointing to me. “Assume the position.” I bent over the ottoman, presenting my already-tender flesh.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
1/3
Mistress Elara chose a heavy leather strap from the collection on the table. “You first,” she said, pointing to me. “Assume the position.” I bent over the ottoman, presenting my already-tender flesh.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
1/3
Breath is a Privilege
My face was pressed into the filled sink, Mistress's hand firm on the back of my neck. Water flooded my nostrils, my lungs burning for air I was denied. Just as spots danced behind my eyelids, she yanked me up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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My face was pressed into the filled sink, Mistress's hand firm on the back of my neck. Water flooded my nostrils, my lungs burning for air I was denied. Just as spots danced behind my eyelids, she yanked me up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 19, 2025 at 2:27 PM
Breath is a Privilege
My face was pressed into the filled sink, Mistress's hand firm on the back of my neck. Water flooded my nostrils, my lungs burning for air I was denied. Just as spots danced behind my eyelids, she yanked me up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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My face was pressed into the filled sink, Mistress's hand firm on the back of my neck. Water flooded my nostrils, my lungs burning for air I was denied. Just as spots danced behind my eyelids, she yanked me up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
A Gift of Pain
"This is a gift," Mistress whispered, clamping my nipple tightly. My sister-slave knelt beside me, offering a leather strap to bite. The pressure built until the world narrowed to that single, agonizing point.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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"This is a gift," Mistress whispered, clamping my nipple tightly. My sister-slave knelt beside me, offering a leather strap to bite. The pressure built until the world narrowed to that single, agonizing point.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
December 17, 2025 at 2:02 PM
A Gift of Pain
"This is a gift," Mistress whispered, clamping my nipple tightly. My sister-slave knelt beside me, offering a leather strap to bite. The pressure built until the world narrowed to that single, agonizing point.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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"This is a gift," Mistress whispered, clamping my nipple tightly. My sister-slave knelt beside me, offering a leather strap to bite. The pressure built until the world narrowed to that single, agonizing point.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Taste of Obedience
Mistress forces my head down, my face pressed against my sister-slave's weeping cunt. "Lick her clean," she commands. "Learn what happens to sluts who come without permission."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Mistress forces my head down, my face pressed against my sister-slave's weeping cunt. "Lick her clean," she commands. "Learn what happens to sluts who come without permission."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 15, 2025 at 1:04 PM
The Taste of Obedience
Mistress forces my head down, my face pressed against my sister-slave's weeping cunt. "Lick her clean," she commands. "Learn what happens to sluts who come without permission."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress forces my head down, my face pressed against my sister-slave's weeping cunt. "Lick her clean," she commands. "Learn what happens to sluts who come without permission."
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
The Currency of Obedience
"Your obedience is the currency with which you purchase my esteem," Mistress explains, her voice calm as she ties my wrists. My sister-slave watches, her eyes wide, knowing her price will be paid next.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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"Your obedience is the currency with which you purchase my esteem," Mistress explains, her voice calm as she ties my wrists. My sister-slave watches, her eyes wide, knowing her price will be paid next.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 13, 2025 at 6:22 PM
The Currency of Obedience
"Your obedience is the currency with which you purchase my esteem," Mistress explains, her voice calm as she ties my wrists. My sister-slave watches, her eyes wide, knowing her price will be paid next.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
"Your obedience is the currency with which you purchase my esteem," Mistress explains, her voice calm as she ties my wrists. My sister-slave watches, her eyes wide, knowing her price will be paid next.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
On Your Knees, Both of You
The guest had fled, leaving only the scent of his arousal and my sister-slave’s shame. Mistress circled us, Her displeasure a cold weight.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The guest had fled, leaving only the scent of his arousal and my sister-slave’s shame. Mistress circled us, Her displeasure a cold weight.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 11, 2025 at 7:36 PM
On Your Knees, Both of You
The guest had fled, leaving only the scent of his arousal and my sister-slave’s shame. Mistress circled us, Her displeasure a cold weight.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The guest had fled, leaving only the scent of his arousal and my sister-slave’s shame. Mistress circled us, Her displeasure a cold weight.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Candlelit Countdown
Mistress lights nine candles—one for every inch of her black silicone shaft. Sister-slave mounts first; I lick her clit while counting each thrust.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Mistress lights nine candles—one for every inch of her black silicone shaft. Sister-slave mounts first; I lick her clit while counting each thrust.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 9, 2025 at 9:30 AM
Candlelit Countdown
Mistress lights nine candles—one for every inch of her black silicone shaft. Sister-slave mounts first; I lick her clit while counting each thrust.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Mistress lights nine candles—one for every inch of her black silicone shaft. Sister-slave mounts first; I lick her clit while counting each thrust.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The Inspection of Flesh and Markings
Mistress Elara didn’t just look; she touched the evidence. Her fingers, cold and deliberate, pressed into the bruises on my shoulder from yesterday’s punishment. I hissed at the sharp pain.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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Mistress Elara didn’t just look; she touched the evidence. Her fingers, cold and deliberate, pressed into the bruises on my shoulder from yesterday’s punishment. I hissed at the sharp pain.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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December 7, 2025 at 3:08 PM
The Inspection of Flesh and Markings
Mistress Elara didn’t just look; she touched the evidence. Her fingers, cold and deliberate, pressed into the bruises on my shoulder from yesterday’s punishment. I hissed at the sharp pain.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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Mistress Elara didn’t just look; she touched the evidence. Her fingers, cold and deliberate, pressed into the bruises on my shoulder from yesterday’s punishment. I hissed at the sharp pain.
#MistressSlave #LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZA
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Mistress led me to the tiled room, a bucket of ice water at her feet. She didn't speak, simply cupped my chin and poured a slow, freezing stream over my head.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #TotalPowerExchange
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#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #TotalPowerExchange
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December 5, 2025 at 5:57 PM
Mistress led me to the tiled room, a bucket of ice water at her feet. She didn't speak, simply cupped my chin and poured a slow, freezing stream over my head.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #TotalPowerExchange
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#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #TotalPowerExchange
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The Mark of Ownership
Mistress held the needle to the flame, her eyes fixed on my bare chest. "Your nipples are mine to decorate," she stated, while my sister-slave held my shoulders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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Mistress held the needle to the flame, her eyes fixed on my bare chest. "Your nipples are mine to decorate," she stated, while my sister-slave held my shoulders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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December 3, 2025 at 4:50 PM
The Mark of Ownership
Mistress held the needle to the flame, her eyes fixed on my bare chest. "Your nipples are mine to decorate," she stated, while my sister-slave held my shoulders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
1/3
Mistress held the needle to the flame, her eyes fixed on my bare chest. "Your nipples are mine to decorate," she stated, while my sister-slave held my shoulders.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa #Storyofkt
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The First Lesson
My heart hammers as Mistress drags my sister-slave to the center of the room. "Watch closely, new girl," she purrs, her voice like velvet-covered steel. My sister-slave whimpers, bent over the bench, her bare ass offered up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa
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My heart hammers as Mistress drags my sister-slave to the center of the room. "Watch closely, new girl," she purrs, her voice like velvet-covered steel. My sister-slave whimpers, bent over the bench, her bare ass offered up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa
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December 1, 2025 at 11:26 AM
The First Lesson
My heart hammers as Mistress drags my sister-slave to the center of the room. "Watch closely, new girl," she purrs, her voice like velvet-covered steel. My sister-slave whimpers, bent over the bench, her bare ass offered up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa
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My heart hammers as Mistress drags my sister-slave to the center of the room. "Watch closely, new girl," she purrs, her voice like velvet-covered steel. My sister-slave whimpers, bent over the bench, her bare ass offered up.
#LifeAtHerFeet #MistressAprilZa
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